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sorry poem

les jours endeared à chaque MUSE
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
travails de la terre
les poèts le disent
une histoire très remarquable ceci est
la étoile-poussière et lumière vaporeuse
je vais ma manière complacently
se déclenchant vers le haut, tombant vers le bas
écoutez
vous vous rappelez
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
vous a fait entendent parler jamais
pour puis en dehors
en septembre

 



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